I’m certain that today every American who was an adult on 9/11 remembers what he or she was doing during the terrorist attacks.
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“The city held rates as low as it could for as long as it could.”
My favorite memories as a Boy Scout and church youth group leader always seem to center on community service opportunities.
When I was younger, my parents instilled in me the importance of making a good first impression. Look people in the eye. Make sure you give a firm handshake. Focus on what they are saying and don’t be distracted.
There is just something about the beginning of a new school year.
I don’t know exactly how I heard about Family Promise of Las Vegas, a nonprofit organization that helps families move from the street, or their car, or crammed in with relatives or having the family separated and living in shelters. I do know that as each year passes, this organization and its volunteers bring comfort to many and enrich the entire community.
Saturday, I walked a mile in their shoes. While I wasn’t really wearing someone else’s shoes, for a short time I pictured what it could be like to be homeless.
My inspiration for this column often comes from some (un)official holiday, but not much is celebrated in August. Maybe it’s too hot or folks are busy with vacations. There is also the issue of winding down from the summer and gearing up for the kids heading back to school. Now there is inspiration! Gearing up for learning.
Sometimes I participate in a sort of email round robin discussion group with my brother and friends, and recently we were discussing what happened to the Sambo’s restaurant chain and that led to a discussion of the story “Little Black Sambo.”
A group of U.S. senators recently announced — with much fanfare, pomp and circumstance — the Campus Safety and Accountability Act for the expressed purpose of fighting “sexual assaults on college and university campuses by protecting and empowering students, and strengthening accountability and transparency for institutions.”
It was the kind of night that would have made Dan Leach smile.
Some years ago I faithfully attended the annual Comic-Con gathering in San Diego with my young son, a fan of Superman, Batman and Spider-Man, to be sure. Short for “comic book convention,” the international event has since grown into what is probably the largest pop culture convention in the U.S., if not the world. This year, 130,000 individuals showed up, hundreds of them in costume depicting superheroes, Harry Potter characters, Ninja Turtles, Wonder Woman, Usagi Yojimbo of Japanese fame and many others.
As part of my job, I am on a lot of political party mailing lists, Republican, Democratic, American Independent, Libertarian.
Judith Nies doesn’t leave the environmental optimists and desert daydreamers among us much room for hope in her new book, “Unreal City: Las Vegas, Black Mesa and the Fate of the West.”
For nearly a decade, Dr. Christina Vela has not only been the CEO of St. Jude’s Ranch for Children but often a pseudo-mom to many boys and girls who have call the Ranch home. This has come by way of offering a sympathetic ear, the proverbial shoulder to cry on or being their biggest cheerleader.
This past school year, discussion among many parents of school-aged children, as well as teachers and administrators, was what may come of talk of school consolidation.
Through the midway point of the season, both Boulder City High School tennis programs are clicking on all cylinders.
Boulder City High School girls soccer advanced to 4-0-2 on the season, routing 4A Basic on Sept. 10, while tying with league rival Pahrump Valley on Sept. 9.